What can I say? When I'm pregnant, I crave pickles. (And Mexican food, but that will be a future post.)
The salt-sour urge hit me early this afternoon, and since my workload is light today, I dashed downstairs to see if the deli/convenience store in the lobby carried pickles. Indeed they did, great big Freestone Kosher Sour Dills individually polybagged in neon green pickle juice.
For $1.42 including tax, I fed my need and fulfilled nearly 100 percent of my body's daily allowance of sodium. Because--get this--my individually wrapped pickle contained five servings. Who are they kidding? Was I supposed to round up four friends and share my dillicious snack?
